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Chapter 69: Still the Emperor’s Trace

There is the sound of wind blowing, and there is also the sound of leaves falling. What is floating, is it the heart?

There was a squeaking sound, which was the sound of the car stopping. She lowered her head, and the wind continued to blow in from the car window, silently letting the wind dry the moisture in her eyes.

She raised her head, her eyes seemed to be a little clearer than before. Keigo Atobe took out a baseball cap from the side of the car and put it on her head. Then he walked down with confidence, and then handed his hand to her.

Putting your hand in the palm of your hand, it is an indescribable feeling, very safe and happy

Please believe that no matter what we encounter in the future, we will be together, even in our hearts

After getting out of the car, almost all the other Hyotei team members had arrived, except for the sleepy Jirou Atobe Keigo. He looked at the other team members standing in front of him. Soon, they would compete with Seigaku in the next game.

Half the game is the key to victory. Who will win and who will lose is still unknown.

"Huadi, bring Cilang here." He snorted coldly. This guy really didn't know where he went to sleep again.

"Yes," Hua nodded and walked out. Of course he would have a way to find him.

Renzu watched them holding hands together. A gust of wind blew up. He half-squinted his eyes, but his eyes felt a little painful. Could it be that sand had gotten into them? He took off his eyes and rubbed his eyes. It was really uncomfortable. Sure enough, it was.

Sand got in

"Yu Shi, what's wrong? There's sand in your eyes," Xiang Ren asked when he saw Ren Zu rubbing his eyes from time to time. Ren Zu just half-closed his eyes and nodded lightly. It was really uncomfortable.

Otowa thought for a while, then took out a white silk handkerchief from Atobe Keigo's pocket and handed it to him. She knew that Atobe Keigo had a clean handkerchief on him every day because he had always had mysophobia.

Always carry it with you

Atobe Keigo just raised his eyebrows slightly, and had no objection to Otowa's private decision.

"Well, thank you," Renzu took it, chuckled, and continued to rub his eyes. After waiting for a while, he finally felt a little better, but there were also some red bloodshot eyes, which was really uncomfortable.

He put on his glasses and raised his eyes. Not far away, Huadi was already holding Cilang's collar and they were walking over.

"Let's go in." Atobe Keigo took Otowa's hand and walked out of the tennis court. Their Seigaku match was about to begin.

When they walked to the venue for yesterday's game, the people from Qingxue had already arrived. They walked in and sat in the stands on the side. Coach Shen was already sitting on the coaching chair.

Soon, after the two teams arrived, the next game began

Otoyu was still standing outside the net. She looked into the court. The baseball cap on her head blocked the morning sun. When she raised her head, the sun fell naturally on her face. It was not strong, but at noon, it was hard to tell.

The monotonous and bright green was really too green at this time. Clusters of bright green slowly passed in front of everyone's eyes, and there was that touch of yellow, which is the color of tennis balls and the color that everyone has been paying attention to.

This match was a doubles match, Hyotei's, Shishido Ryo and Houchotaro vs. Aogaku's golden team, Kikumaru and Oishi, Otowa looked at the two people standing opposite, and finally his eyes stopped on Oishi's right hand.

Is his wrist and hand healed? He was injured last time and I heard it was very serious. Is it really okay to play like this?

No matter how it goes, the game is always cruel

The game on the court has already begun. From the beginning, Hyotei's side has taken the advantage. Hochotaro's serve and Shishido's speed in the terrible devil's special training center,

It seems that Qingxue's golden partner is difficult to resist, and they don't know when they learned a new way of playing. The cooperation between the two can really be said to be seamless.

Until the second half, Kikumaru and Oishi really seemed to be in a hard fight. Perhaps it was in this desperate situation that a very special feeling between them was inspired.

Synchronicity is what God’s coach calls synchronicity.

Golden synchrony, the unity of mind and heart, should be the highest state of telepathy. Perhaps, it can be said to be the ultimate state of doubles. In international competitions, such things happen, but they are still middle school students, so they can use synchronization. These two

The personal tacit understanding has really reached its peak.

The situation on the field continued to change. Because of the synchronization, these two people could easily use any of their opponent's tricks until the last ball.

Once the ball is settled, we can already know which team is from the school that will finally go to the national competition.

Is it the Ice Emperor or Tatekai Dai?

Otowa narrowed her eyes, and a very strong light fell on her eyes. She put her hands on her eyes, and the time in the court finally froze. She saw Kikumaru's hand finally falling on Oishi's hand, and the ball

, still not received at the same place

As I said, the game is cruel, everything is for the final victory. If you lose this save, then, like this, Hyokui wins this game, Kikumaru, it is for Oishi

She put down her hands, looked at the two people who had already entered the Qingxue Court, and smiled slightly. Actually, this is good. There will be many games in the future, so that we can continue to play tennis.

She looked back at Hyotei's court. Houchotarou and Shishido were already sitting on the bench. They seemed to be very tired. However, no matter what the reason was, they finally won the game.

So now, Hyotei and Qingxue are 2-2. In this way, the third game is the key game that determines the outcome.

Atobe Keigo vs. Echizen Ryoma match

It’s really hard to imagine how these two people will fight.

Atobe Keigo half-closed his eyes, and then opened them wide. There seemed to be a strong sense of ridicule in his eyes. He slowly took off his coat, picked up his racket, walked over to the court, and stretched his hands into the air.

Touch two fingers together

"The winner is..."

Before he finished speaking, at this time, an extremely clear sound was heard in the venue. At this time, there was completely no sound in the venue.

Atobe Keigo was still in mid-air, and so was another person standing in the field. Therefore, this sound was definitely not coming from Atobe Keigo's hands, so it was

Echizen Ryoma

"I am the winner," Ryoma said arrogantly as he put down his finger. At this time, the two people really felt like one was the superior Ice Emperor, and the other was Echizen Ryoma, a first-year student of Seigaku with extraordinary skills.

Atobe Kei is narcissistic, and Echizen Ryoma is arrogant. When these two people meet, it is really a troublesome thing.

"Really? If I lose, then I will shave my head." Keigo Atobe just smiled contemptuously. He really didn't like this guy for stealing his lines. He was really not as gorgeous as before.

"That's it. Then, me too, how about shaving my head if I lose?" Ryoma also walked up to the pass. Although he was much different from Atobe Keigo in height, this kind of aura seemed to be too close.

At this time, the magnetic fields on these two people are really too similar.

Otowa stared closely at these two people. In fact, they were also destined opponents, just like Atobe Keigo and Tezuka Kunimitsu. One day, the winner would be decided.

It is really difficult to imagine what kind of thrilling competition two people who are equally powerful and will never lose to others will play out.

The competition between these two people may be the most cruel, especially for her

The extremely loud laughter of two people suddenly rose in the field, which could almost tear the air around them. These two people were provoking each other. Yes, in fact, this is what Echizen Ryoma is, and this is what Atobe Kage is.

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Several black lines were drawn on Yang's forehead. It turned out that these two people were in the same tune.

At the beginning of the game, Atobe Keigo seemed to be a different person on the court. There was an extra pressure on him. On the court, the game was very fierce.

Coach Shen looked at Atobe at this moment, a bright light flashed in his eyes, this is the real Atobe, not a game, but in order to win, for the victory of Hyokui, he also gambled everything, like this

Tennis is the tennis that belongs to Keigo Atobe. It has unique super strength and super aggressive tennis.

On the field, Ryoma has already used his selfless state, while Atobe Keigo just smiled easily. He can do such things, isn't it just using other people's skills? There is nothing difficult for him

He easily defeated each of Echizen Ryoma's skills one by one, and even used Fuji Shusuke's special move. The giant bear fought back. Atobe Keigo like this is really difficult to defeat.

Like this, he has given up everything, his pride, his narcissism, and the high profile of his emperor, just to win this game.

It is an unfair opportunity for Hyotei to participate in the national competition. Therefore, he must tell the world that Hyotei, Atobe Keigo, is definitely qualified and capable of standing on this court.

Therefore, he will not lose absolutely

The emperor will not give up easily, will not give up easily, and will not lose easily no matter who the opponent is?

Atobe Keigo's lips opened slightly, like a newly blooming rose, and the corners of his eyes were dyed with a layer of indifference.

The ball was hit, but Ryoma over there stood still.

"This is the trick he used that time," Sanada, who was sitting on the side, said with squinted eyes. This kind of skill was like being frozen, making him completely unable to react. So now Echizen could not imagine that he would

Use such skills here

"Yeah, that's the kind." Yukimura Seiichi just smiled faintly, without any smile on his face. This match was really good. He was looking forward to the fight with Atobe Keigo. Emotionally, he lost to him too much.

There are many things, but on the tennis court, he will not lose. As for Qingxue, he hopes that they will let him down. He will naturally take back the humiliation at the Kanto Conference one by one.

Turning his head, he looked at the girl standing in front of the net. Her hand was placed in front of the net. Although she was still so quiet, he could already tell that she was very nervous now, really nervous.

It's because of that person

Atobe Keigo, no matter whether you lose or win in the end, you, like this, have actually gotten the most precious thing, you know?

This game went to the end, and neither of them gave up, so that it ended up becoming a terrible drama. The two people's scores were so tight that there was no room for separation. Both of them were

A strong person, whether physically or mentally, will not allow himself to lose

Until the final moment of the match, both of them fell to the ground because the match lasted so long that they exhausted all the strength of their bodies.

Atobe Keigo and Echizen Ryoma. This was the first time they had seen such a match. Whether it was Atobe Keigo or Echizen Ryoma, their match was too fierce and too intense.

In the end, the outcome of the game depends on which one of them can stand up

Yinyu stood in front of the net and said nothing. She just stared blankly at the two people who fell on the ground. She blinked and realized that there was a lot of pain in her eye sockets and the soreness was unbearable.

During the waiting time, Atobe Keigo finally stood up unsteadily. His body had no strength at all, but he still stood facing the court.

The same goes for Echizen Ryoma on the opposite side. He got up later than Atobe Keigo and held the racket. In fact, his eyes could no longer see clearly. It was even difficult for him to even stand up. However, he knew that he was

Absolutely, absolutely don't lose. Looking at the tennis ball in his hand, he threw the ball away with great effort and hit the ball over. What he used was his outswing serve.

Unexpectedly, the ball flew along Atobe Keigo's face, carrying the hair around his face, passing through a patch of yellow and purple light, and then roughly twisting everything.

Otowa put down her hands and lowered her head. No one could see that the moment she lowered her head, tears fell one after another. She knew that at this time, Atobe Keigo no longer had any consciousness. He was such a proud man.

A person who will stand like this even if he loses. He can be so pure that it makes people feel intoxicated, and he can also make people feel distressed and heartbroken.

It turned out that he was unconscious. He put down the notebook in his hand, which recorded today's game. He looked at Atobe Keigo, who was still standing on the other side. He was really surprised that he had such a character. Even if this person,

Do you want to dominate the world like this even if you lose consciousness?

He is really a difficult person to deal with. Fuji Shusuke's glance finally landed on the girl standing in front of the net. He half-opened his eyes, and under the refraction of the sun, he saw her eyes constantly looking towards her.

falling tears

Shaye, are you sad because of him?

Sure enough, even the sunlight is cold at this time?

Ryoma looked at Atobe Keigo who was standing still, took out a razor from his body, and pressed the power button. Although this was not the time to do this, it seemed that he had to fulfill his promise.

No?

He walked slowly across the net

"Could this guy really want to..." Momoshiro's eyes widened and he looked at Ryoma in disbelief, "Could he really want to shave Atobe Keigo's hair?" He thought they were joking at first.

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"Echizen, I'm never a joker, Fuji said goodbye," I really don't want to see this scene.

Ryoma walked to Atobe Keigo, turned his head and looked at him, and noticed a sizzling sound from the razor in his hand. This sound now penetrated everyone's ears like a magic sound.

Echizen didn't want it, Renzu, they rushed forward to stop him. Atobe Keigo has always been an extremely arrogant person. He has already lost. If his hair is shaved again, how will he accept it like this?

"But, it's all agreed upon." Ryoma blinked. He didn't find anything wrong with this. This is how it should be. If he loses, he has to pay the price. If he loses, he will definitely do it.

Comply with it and it will definitely be fun to see the King of Monkey Mountain with his bald head.

"Ryoma," while he was thinking about it, he heard a very familiar voice. He turned around and looked around, his pupils shrinking slightly. That was his senior sister.

"Ryoma, don't, okay?" He heard her voice, which was full of requests, making it seem like he couldn't lift his hands. He had always liked this senior sister, and it seemed like it was true.

A little difficult

It was really troublesome. He paused for a moment, but his eyes were still on Atobe Keigo's hair. The razor in his hand was still making a buzzing sound. If he didn't shave it, his battery would die.

"I'm sorry." At this time, Ryoma knelt down on his knees. It was Hyōtei's Ryūnosuke Taki. He was Hyōtei's quasi-primary choice, but he rarely played. For Atobe Keigo, he was very

Although he rarely participates in competitions with them, he knows that he is also a member of Hyokui's tennis club.

They all know how proud Atobe Keigo is and how much he treasures his hair. He must not let Echizen Ryoma shave his hair.

"Please don't shave his hair. If you really want to shave it, it will be mine." He lowered his head and begged Echizen Ryoma.

Ryoma lowered his head and looked at him, and then looked up at Otoyu who was standing in front of the net. Well, that's it, that's good. Anyway, he doesn't want to shave the hair of Monkey Mountain King now. The senior sister will definitely be sad.

Anyway, it’s okay to have someone take over now.

He took out the razor from his body again. Taki Ryunosuke just lowered his head, and the shoulder-length broken hair passed in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes, looked at his hanging hair, and just sighed slightly.

In this way, that's all he can do for the Ice Emperor. He can't participate in the national competition, but he can retain the last pride of their captain for the Ice Emperor. This is fine.

He closed his eyes and heard the sound of the razor getting louder and louder. Waiting was all he could do now.

When the razor in Ryoma's hand came close to Taki Ryunosuke's head, his hand was suddenly grabbed by another hand

Ryoma raised his head and saw Atobe Keigo's eyes that had become extremely clear. Oh, it turned out that he had recovered.

Atobe Keigo just easily picked up the razor from Ryoma's hand, with unstoppable arrogance in his eyes. No matter when and where he is, he will always be so narcissistic and elegant.

At this time, there was a little sunshine in the corners of his eyes, and all he could see was a calm sea.

"Do you think my beauty will change because of this?" He tilted his head and picked up the razor. The buzzing sound continued, and strands of purple-silver hair fell on the ground.

With a piece of silver light dust, he threw away the razor and shook the broken hair on his head. His bright face still showed an unstoppable charm. Indeed, whether he has curly hair or short hair, he has always been charming.

It's such an incomparably gorgeous existence

Otoyu clasped his fingers and looked at the young man's back quietly. Under the sun, everyone standing in the venue had an extremely soft light. At this time, everything was quiet, but there was something inexplicable about it.

The sadness was spreading from his body to her heart


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